My gift is my song and … this one’s for you.
~Elton John, “Your Song”
What a gift musicians give us.
As I sat in a cozy Deep Ellum living-room-turned-secret-concert-venue yesterday, taking in the sights and sublime sounds of my first ever SoFar Sounds show, that simple thought kept ebbing into and flowing out of my mind.
What a gift musicians give us indeed, especially those of us who are not musicians but wish we were.
I wish I could be the patriarch of a music family – like Seth from Home by Hovercraft or Dennis from Yells at Eels. I wish I could lead friends in playing songs I’d written – like Michael from My Wooden Leg or Jacob Metcalf. I wish. I really do.
But I can watch musicians produce their sonic gifts with not one iota of jealousy. Just awe.
As I tweeted yesterday, sometime during the midst of what was one of the most splendid musical experiences I’ve ever had: I am absolutely blown away by what I am experiencing right now.
Indeed I was. And I’d like to share with you my impressions of each of the wonderful musical acts that performed yesterday.
